Metal Comparable to a Divine Spark

In the blink of an eye, most of the bandits were killed.

"Bang~!"

The bandit leader's armor shattered, Divine Power surging to repair the grievous wound inflicted by Hermes' punch.

But he had no chance.

As Divine Power gathered at his chest to mend his injuries, another heavy punch from Hermes landed.

The bandit leader perished.

"Damn it, probably another idiot who refined a High Godhead," Hermes cursed.

He put away the Divine Spark, weapons, armor, and miscellaneous items floating in mid-air due to weightlessness.

He threw all these into the Golden Space for storage.

Except for the Space Rings.

Most of these items would be devoured by the Golden Space.

Even for the Space Rings, after Hermes recognized them as his own, most of the items within would meet the same fate.

"Heh~!"

After easily recognizing ownership of dozens of Space Rings, with very few failures, he couldn't help but sigh:

"I've found that robbing these bandits is quite promising."

This was only natural.

Most bandits were pathetic souls who had become gods by refining Divine Sparks; if they had any potential, they wouldn't linger in a bandit den for long.

Places like Camel Village were, in the end, only a minority.

Moreover, even in Camel Village, only a few leaders had become gods through their own efforts.

The majority of the bandits within the village were also those who had refined Divine Sparks.

Refining Divine Sparks was a path of no return; once started, there was no turning back.

They could only continue refining Divine Sparks to become High-Gods. Their Souls were fundamentally incompatible, making it impossible to integrate Profound Mysteries, and their Soul defense was also fragile.

"Huh? What is this?"

After recognizing ownership of a Space Ring and throwing everything inside into the Golden Space, he discovered something unusual.

"Buzz~!"

The Golden Space trembled, and the armor and weapons all turned to dust, finally vanishing into nothingness.

Including the newly acquired Ink Stone.

He even swallowed the Ink Stone because he had made a significant discovery!

As long as it was a currency of the God Realm, like Earth Crystals or Ink Stones, that annihilated, it seemed to disappear without a trace, but in reality, faint traces remained.

Invisible to the naked eye and Spiritual Sense.

But this was the mysterious Golden Space, and Hermes could naturally detect the unusual.

He had a guess in his heart:

"Perhaps Old Hei can also refine Sovereign Power from Ink Stones."

If it truly succeeded!

Then in the future, he wouldn't need to beg the Sovereigns for Sovereign Power; he could be completely self-sufficient.

Hermes thought this.

And so he acted.

Apart from the Divine Spark, all the spoils from killing over a dozen bandit groups this time turned into nourishment for the Golden Space.

Whether it improved the Golden Space's devouring ability or not?

He'd just let it swallow, as he wouldn't suffer any substantial loss.

But this time was different.

An irregular object, resembling Silver Metal, floated quietly in the Golden Space.

Hermes was stunned.

"In the Coiling Dragon World, is there really metal with hardness comparable to a Divine Spark?"

"Swish!"

The Silver Metal disappeared from the Golden Space and appeared in Hermes' hand.

"Boom!"

Mid-level Divine Power erupted, merging with the physical strength of the Golden Mountain's true form, reaching an extreme.

Hermes' veins bulged.

The palm-sized metal rested on his thick fingers, and his bulging arm, covered in invisible golden threads, suddenly exerted force.

"Ugh!"

He couldn't help but let out a roar. Merging the Mysteries of Power, the Mysteries of Gravity Space, and a small portion of the Earth Element, Hermes had unleashed his full strength.

However, this silver, crescent-shaped piece of metal remained unmoved, not even a single trace left behind.

"Hahaha, good!"

Hermes was delighted rather than discouraged. His heart was not filled with any frustration, but rather excitement.

"Is it a Heaven and Earth Treasure, or a Supreme God Token?"

He mused inwardly.

Normally, most Heaven and Earth Treasures were almost useless. They might be useful to the weak, but to super-strong individuals, they would gradually lose their intended function.

"But, can Heaven and Earth Treasures have such hardness?"

The timeline of the Coiling Dragon World was extremely long, having existed for at least a thousand Epochs since its birth.

Each Epoch lasted for sixty trillion years.

Therefore, although he knew that the Great Earth God Realm was born much later than the Four Supreme Planes, and even more so compared to the Endless Material Planes, Hermes still couldn't determine the timeline he was on.

"What am I doing? Talking about timelines in the Tomato Universe is inherently foolish."

With a self-deprecating smile, he began to examine the peculiar metal in his hand.

The metal block was shaped like a new moon in the night sky, its edges sharp and smooth, its surface as reflective as a mirror.

When he reached out to touch it, he couldn't feel the sharpness that a sharp object should possess.

Under the sunlight, it reflected dazzling light, as if countless stars were leaping on its surface, shimmering with silver radiance.

Under the moonlight.

It emitted a soft, gentle silver glow, as if it could illuminate the deepest corners of darkness.

Yet, the light was soft.

Not intense at all.

Silver, all silver. Whether day or night, whether under the sun or the purple moon, it all reflected as silver on the silver metal block.

"But, this is Hell, and there are purple moons in the sky. Where is this silver light for you to reflect?"

Hermes grumbled.

"Oh, right."

He seemed to suddenly realize, and without rushing on his way, he found a place to begin studying the silver metal block.

A long time passed, but he still had no clue.

Hermes couldn't help but ponder:

"If it's a Supreme God Token? Then it shouldn't require a blood pact to recognize its master. I'll have to try that."

He acted as soon as he thought of it.

Hermes was not one to hesitate.

He hadn't heard of anyone dying from recognizing a treasure as their master, so there shouldn't be much danger.

Yes, he was that cautious.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have returned to being Golden Mountain and stayed hidden in the Chongxuan Mountain Range for so many years.

"Quietly accumulating wealth!"

This was the wisdom passed down to Hermes by his ancestors.

"Drip~!" Like liquid metal, blood dripped directly onto the silver crescent metal.

At first, there was no reaction.

Slowly, Hermes's peculiar blood began to merge into it.

It was different from recognizing a divine artifact!

Recognizing a divine artifact was almost instantaneous, but this crescent metal block was like a living thing.

It was as if Hermes's blood was being slowly drunk by it.

The scene was bizarre for a moment.

"Boom~!"

Just as Hermes thought the silver metal was nothing special and would ultimately show no change.

His soul suddenly trembled.

"Whoosh~!"

The silver crescent metal, which he was holding, disappeared and reappeared in Hermes's sea of consciousness.

Deep within Hermes's sea of consciousness, in a tranquil void, a dazzling silver light suddenly tore through the silence.

A crescent-shaped piece of Silver Metal, like an envoy traversing time and space, appeared within his consciousness.

Its existence was so abrupt yet natural, as if it had always belonged here.

Endless time passed, as if only to await this moment.

At this very moment, the piece of Silver Metal emitted a crisp sound.

"Kaka ka~!"

It began to break apart, transforming into countless tiny silver particles.